Rafe
The minute Luci’s blood meshed with his, he felt it; the raw power she held within her. She was so very strong, and likely had never tapped into that power either, not with the way she was raised. How she’d not unleashed it, and contained it, not let it all out to rip through Victor or Orien? He couldn’t understand: Most alpha females would lash out when hurting and in pain.
Rafe knew she was right this minute, hurting and in pain from being sent away by her own father. Her continued silence spoke volumes to him. She was always a bright, happy, cheeky woman that smiled all the time. He’d not seen her smile once, with the exception of at Thatcher, and she had been trying to reassure him that everything was fine.
She had stated the very words she’d always known to be true, always st
